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Post by Kohlra on Feb 25, 2020 19:17:01 GMT -6
Kohlra's PL: 142,000
Out of all the places, Mt. Paozu had to be the place he wanted to be buried in… or at least his parents wanted him to. She didn’t really question why he was buried here, because in all honesty this place was pretty damn beautiful. It was emotionally sickening knowing that, during her training, that her own son was buried just a little ways away. Because of that, ever since she found Chromo in a cave, she’s avoided training here. The last thing she wanted to do was accidentally destroy his burial spot… and she would’ve gone mad if that ever happened. Quite honestly she’s surprised that didn’t happen yet; the whole ‘going crazy’ thing. Kohlra has undergone so much shit throughout her life to a point it should’ve at least ruined her mental state. Maybe she’s developed her anger issues because of all of it, but who knows? She’s never bothered with a psychologist… but oh well. Whatever the case was, she wouldn’t care.
The saiyan had recently picked up some flowers, having done so after maybe a couple hours or in a day. It was nearing dusk, so it might’ve been a couple hours. Either way, the saiyan would wander through a trail, thinking quietly to herself as she clutched a bouquet of flowers. For some reason she believed that she shouldn’t feel bad over his death. He was going to be revived after all, so there is no point in feeling sad about it. Even with that knowledge, she felt horrible… It's like that feeling you get whenever it’s a day before Christmas, in which you’d anticipate everything that goes on that very day. But in this case, the days are long, meaning that it’d take a lil’ while longer until Christmas arrives. Hours go by, or in this case it’d be days, and soon enough the anticipation you felt grows stronger and stronger until it changes into more darker feelings.
It was a weird analogy, and she hasn’t really even experienced Christmas whenever she was younger. She just assumed it, especially since she had a kid who liked it… hell, she hasn’t even given Chromo a Christmas yet. Well, whenever her kiddo’s back, hopefully things will go back to normal. Plus she hoped that maaaaybe she’d find another home too. Kohlra would ask Mar if she could move in for a bit whenever she wasn’t training, but he’d probably not want anything to do with her.
It was her job to protect him after all, and she’d failed in doing so. But anyways, it wouldn’t take too long for her to finally reach her son’s grave. The saiyan wouldn’t bother to just stand there and stare at it, instead she’d approach the grave and drop the flowers onto it before walking on off. She’d only shoot it a glance as she walked away from it, only for her to suddenly take off into the air.
She’d land over at a nearby running river, deciding to go ahead and take a moment to think to herself. The saiyan would let out a sigh as she sat near the river, sitting in a sort of fetal position as she just stared off into the sky. It’s gotten darker, but there was still a hint of light left for now. As she stared at the sky though, she’d begin to wonder how her kiddo was doing. She was hoping that he was having some fun up there… and hopefully he doesn’t wander into any of those shinjin folk. Actually no, she HOPED he did. They were hilarious with their weird elegance thing going on, so Tarch might get a kick outta it.
But that’s what the grieving parent would do for now; thinking about how her kid’s doing up in Heaven. This was the only positive thing she could think of as of now, plus the sound of the river running definitely helped her remain with these thoughts.
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Post by Chromo on Feb 25, 2020 21:10:51 GMT -6
WISH YOU WERE HERE
CHROMO'S PL: 176,000
Among the trickle of the flowing river, another muffled sound would begin to mingle with the streaming water... Humming? Buzzing? It would be hard to tell from a distance. A few splashes muddled the surface of the stream...
Chromo had made a base of operations in Paozu. Normally he was stationed in his little cave near its summit, but the beetle headed down from the peak to make his daily visit to his brother's resting place. Before he'd have cried his eyes out- countless days he did. But now, stopping by was both somber and oddly releasing. Sometimes he would sit there and talk like his friend could hear him for hours. He'd apologized and ranted to the heavens about how he'd found his first Dragon Ball, rambled about how annoying it was to recharge his radar, or even how excited he was for that new Saibamon DLC to come out. Today, he'd visited his brother to affirm him one more time that it was only a matter of when they would meet again, not if. And the gods must have been feeling particularly merciful, for a buzz and blip carried Chromo not far from the grave in a continued pursuit. He left an unopened can of Hetap by Tarch's grave- he'd probably be thirsty for something when he came back.
Tarch would want him to be hopeful, to be helpful. It was a matter of when, not if.
The beetle paddled beneath the water's surface, cheeks puffed with air as he beat his wings to propel himself to the riverbed. Though it was muffled, he could hear the rhythmic, increasing beeps of his radar as it flashed green in his free claw while his other talon drilled at the riverbed. Bubbles festered at the surface before he growled in frustration at the rock as it refused to give way. "RrRRGhhH--!!" Chromo found himself snarling, opening his mouth to fire a pulse of red ki. The water buckled into waves as a flash of orange met his gaze.
The water show above didn't last long before the blue bullet breached the surface, gliding to the other side of the coast. Kohlra would see an all-too familiar glint of chitin armor and a string of giddy, insect-like chirps as Chromo plopped himself on the other side of the river, bliss to her presence.
Time had passed, and Chromo certainly changed along with it. He'd read some comics and took some costume notes- now the bugger had a leather satchel filled with Hetaps, band-aids, and some fancy maps he didn't know how to read along with other adventuring supplies for his grand quest. Wrapped alongside his Tarch's jacket on his neck was a pair of goggles and a yellow, patched bandanna. He wanted a heroic cape, but all the ones at that costume shop he raided were too big for him...
"Heck yeah!" Chromo congratulated himself. He reached into belt pockets before holding his claws in front of himself, each with a glimmering sphere in hand. Three stars, and now five stars! Two Dragon Balls in his hands!... Was that halfway there? Or a third? He wasn't good at math, but two Dragon Balls were surely twice as good as one! And he did it all by himself this time, without killing anyone!... Unless rocks counted as people.
...There was that dumb Kalabas guy who said he was on Chromo's side. He wanted to help the poor guy, but his trust wasn't the greatest. Man, would it be nice to have other people with him... Who knew where Kohlra had run off to. She said she'd help, but he'd been pulling all the weight! How rude! Chromo shrugged- he wasn't making progress sitting here. With another chipper hum he'd start to pack away the Dragon Balls and his radar, still unaware of his adoptive mother's presence nearby...
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Post by Kohlra on Feb 25, 2020 21:54:56 GMT -6
And of course, she couldn’t have any sort of alone time. As she sat there by herself, she’d suddenly feel an immensely powerful energy nearby. It was stronger than hers, but the more she honed in on this sensation, the more she realized that what she was sensing felt strangely familiar. The saiyan would blink a few times before beginning to look around, narrowing her eyes as she tried to find the source of it. It probably was Kraktus judging by how strong it was, but… it wasn’t his. It was… Chromo’s? It’s been a little while since she sensed his energy, but luckily it only took her a moment to realize that her adopted son was nearby. And as she looked for where he was, she’d find out that he was actually at the otherside of… oh no.
Kohlra would frown whenever she saw him, though luckily for her he had yet to notice the woman. The saiyan knew that she hasn’t been around for a couple months now, and Chromo might’ve been doing his own thing while she’s been training her butt off. She was both scared and happy to see the bio android; scared because he might’ve been angry at her, and happy because now she knew he was doing well. Chromo seemed happy enough, probably meaning he’s gotten over the depression stage. This might’ve been a good time to see the lil’ guy, but knowing Chromo his mood could entirely change into utter fury within an instant. It kinda reminded her of herself, especially whenever she was younger… which is really why she brought him in to begin with. He was an angry kid with parents that didn’t care about him… just like her. She was also left to fend for herself whenever she was younger, however she didn’t kill her parents or anything. Plus she was a teenanger too.
The saiyan would watch him in utter silence, thinking about what she should do. Kohlra would let out a sigh, eventually standing up and proceeding to hover herself across the river just over to Chromo’s side. She was a few feet away, so as she approached him, Kohlra would raise a hand, cracking a smile as she said, “Hey, buddy.” Good start. “It’s me, Kohlra. It’s been a while since we’ve talked.” Depending on his reaction, she’d stop whenever she was just a feet away from him before going ahead and crouching herself down. “You’ve been doing alright? You’ve been collecting…” Kohlra would then see that Chromo was holding… “... dragon balls?” The saiyan’s heart would sink whenever she saw him holding the two orbs. Not only did he get one, but he has two.
Kohlra has never felt so useless than right now.
"You've got... two dragon balls... by yourself?"
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Post by Chromo on Feb 25, 2020 22:30:46 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 176,000
Chromo reached back into his bag, now fiddling around with a notepad in one hand and a marker in the other as he set the Dragon Balls at his feet. He'd been sure to check off the five-star on his to-get list of Dragon Balls, complete with a scribbled doodle of Mount Paozu beside it. He'd been keeping track of everything he could relating to the hunt so he didn't forget- and so he could show Tarch all of his accomplishments when he came back. Still, the area marked "LIST OF DRAGON BALL FRIENDS" was mostly blank... A shame, hardly anyone was smart enough to pick the winning side. But he'd do this by himself if he had to! Maybe he could check the northern mountains later to keep his winning streak going. He thought he saw a buncha ki flying around there on his way to Paozu... Could all the Dragon Balls be at mountains??
However, the beetle would jolt into the air at the sound of a voice with a startled chirp. "AAAA-" He caught his marker and notebook in his mouth, and the Dragon Balls on his wings. "Alright, square up, who heck has the nerve to-!?!" He raised his dukes in preparation for a fight over his treasure, but froze as he turned to a familiar face. "...Kohlra?" He rubbed his eyes with a claw... Nope, she was still there. He pinched himself on the cheek, and she didn't disappear. He wasn't dreaming.
"WHERE THE HAVE YOU BEEN, YOU JERKO!?!" Kohlra didn't have to come close to chromo before he pounced forwards, aiming to latch onto her and grab the collar of her shirt with his claws. Though he defaulted to his usual screaming, it was filled with more shock than it was anger. "You never showed up for training!! I had to go to this tournament-arena-place and beat people up for practice all by myself!" He lectured with a low growl and puffed cheeks. "You owe me a spar later. Or you'll be the one in that baby jail thing next time." Chromo lightened his grip and closed his jaws after his threat, though, dropping himself back to the ground. The topic turned to the Dragon Balls propped in the folds of his wings.
Chromo's expression shifted to pride, bliss to Kohlra's hopelessness. "Yup! I jus' got this one now! It was at the bottom of the river." He juggled the Five-Star in his claws before catching it at the tip of his talon. "Have you got any, too? Or like- any leads and stuff? You were busy with stuff too, right?" The beetle chittered to himself. Even if she wasn't out hunting herself, Chromo doubted Kohlra would just laze around when his brother was being dead. She was Tarch's mom! And an actual good mom, unlike his mom!
"But for this one, I had to beat some guy up. It was, uhhhhhh... Nooot very fun." He tossed the three-star up and down now. "But I met this other guy who was a butthole there, but he's trying to not be a butthole by helping me gather the Dragon Balls to revive Tarch now, too. Loooong story." He could get into the whole Kalabas issue later. The being an accomplice to murder part could wait longer. "Soooo... yep!"
Chromo slipped the Dragon Balls and his notebook back into his parcel. "But yeah! What's up??? It's been awhile! Let's talk progress! And things!" He could only begin to imagine how productive Kohlra was, being a smart grown-up, if this was the progress he was making on his lonesome!
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Post by Kohlra on Feb 26, 2020 14:35:59 GMT -6
Well, that was some reaction he had. The saiyan would jump whenever he let out a scream, getting shocked herself whenever he began to prepare for what seemed like a fight. Oh kami, that wasn’t good; that meant that other people had been trying to get his dragon balls! Whenever he asked where she’s been, she’d say, “I’ve been… hey!” He’d then pounce forth, grabbing her by the collar! She would be surprised to see that he wasn’t really all that mad at her, which was a relief to say the least. Maybe she was overthinking about this whole interaction. But anyways, he’d continue to yell at her, only for a grin to slowly spread across her face. Even if he was yelling at her, she was happy to hear his voice as well as see his face again. “I’m sorry about that. I really am! Complications happened and… I realized I needed to do more training by myself. I’m almost done though, don’t worry!” She’d say, nodding however and letting out a chuckle whenever he told her that she owed him. “Yeah, definitely. I’m actually gettin’ a lil’ closer to the end of my training… I think, but we can actually spar. Sorry for leavin ya hanging, bud.”
And after she asked about the dragon balls, he’d give her an answer. He didn’t seem sad, but instead seemed pretty damned excited. But she still felt that lingering feeling of guilt; she hasn’t gotten a single dragon ball during these past few months. So whenever he questioned her progress, she’d feel a lump in her throat. “W-Well, I’ve heard how to get the dragon balls but… I haven’t been able to get them.” She said, frowning a little. “I’ve been focusing more on my training just so I can actually beat the competition. So far though I’ve made progress on that, and… I’ll be lookin’ in how to find those dragon balls.”
Kohlra would listen to Chromo as he described his experiences in which he had to FIGHT someone, which was horrible to hear. Even if Chromo was used to battle, she hated the fact that he had to fight just to get the dragon balls. But then she’d realize that he and Tarch had to fight in order to get the dragon balls too, which made her realize that maybe she was… just useless. She wasn’t a good mother; she was more unreliable than anything… with her issues with rage, her ‘laziness’, and her weakness. She wouldn’t say anything of what he said, but instead she’d respond to him whenever he asked how she’s been doing. “I’ve been doing… fine.” She said, “Like I said earlier, I’ve been, uh, training. Lots and lots of trainin’. So I’ve been making progress on that except for… the whole dragon ball hunt.”
After saying that, she’d let out a sigh before holding a hand up to her face. “I haven’t done anything in the hunt. I’m… really sorry.” She would then go ahead and sit herself down on the ground, huffing, “But we can still plan it out… we can still spar n’ all that. It’s just going to take a little while for me to get a radar, which I’ll focus on findin’ one whenever I’m trained up enough.”
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Post by Chromo on Feb 26, 2020 16:17:10 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 176,000
Chromo hissed in agitation. "You better hurry up, idiot. The bad people aren't gonna wait for you to get super strong to try and get these things." The beetle scolded again with a growl. It was a race against time at this point, and Chromo had no idea when the clock would ring with the approach of another enemy seeking to steal what was rightfully his.
His hopeful expression faltered as Kohlra said she hadn't found any of the Dragon Balls. Sheesh, did it really take her this long to get strong? Chromo kept his judgement internalized, thankfully. Still, she said she was fine, so she had to be fine. "Oh, that's good." He chirped to himself, still bliss to his adoptive mother's trauma in favor of his own determination to get things done. "But again, hurry the heck up! Who knows when someone might wanna beat me up for these!?! Of course, I'd kick their butts, but y'know."
Still, Kohlra insisted that she would get into the hunt eventually. Chromo huffed impatiently again, but shook his head. He wasn't going to waste his time telling her to hurry up again when they could be being productive! Chromo pondered as the topic drifted to a radar for Kohlra. "I got mine fixed with some parts from, uh... my old home." Chromo's chipper expression faded at the memory of CURE. It was the only place he thought of that would help- and it did fix up his radar- but the memories that came with were less than happy. "But yeah! Maybe there. Or somewhere on the interweb you can get one. Iunno." He quickly changed the topic with a shrug. "But my radar thingy's kaput for a bit. Are they supposed to have such crappy batteries???"
Chromo held his radar, turning it about in his claws. Another thought came to mind. "Y'know, now that I'm thinkin' about it..." Fumbling with his bag again, he took out the Five-Star orb again. "It's weird that this was just lying around here like it 'wuz nobody's business. People have been searching for a reeaaallly long time, right? But nobody got this one!" Maybe people were just really unlucky. Or... "...Do you think someone dropped it?" That Garon guy who beat up Belle, maybe? Or that monster who killed Tarch. Both were on the beetle's hit-list. He'd have much preferred to take care of them and get a Dragon Ball at the same time. "Oh well. Finders keepers, losers weepers."
"Also, uh... About hunting-stuff. There's this mean Garon guy and the monster, but do y'know anyone else we should watch out for? Or did you happen to get any other nerds on Team Chromo by chance?" Chromo flipped open his notepad again, crayon in hand. Even if they couldn't run off to search right now as a duo, there had to be other things Kohlra could do- even if it was just giving him some pointers.
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Post by Kohlra on Feb 26, 2020 17:31:53 GMT -6
Well, he was right about that one. Nobody was gonna wait for her to get stronger, which made her realize that the guys she’s been trying to overpower might’ve gotten stronger themselves. Usually the saiyan would be excited with the idea of fighting stronger people, but… it had a chance of her dying. She couldn’t die… not yet. If she died, then all this would’ve been for nothing! And then Chromo would be stuck by himself in the hunt, and this time he’ll be trying to revive both Tarch AND herself. That is something that she couldn’t allow to happen, that’s for damned sure. Speaking of the lil’ bugger, he didn’t really question whether or not she was actually fine, which was great on her end. That just meant that Chromo wouldn’t have to hear all of her problems and feel terrible about it. She once had someone she could talk to about that kinda thing but… well, let’s just say they’re not in speaking terms anymore.
But anyways, she’d let out a snicker after hearing him tell her, again, to hurry up! “Don’t worry, don’t worry. I’ll hurry myself up. It’ll probably take about a couple more days, but whenever those days are up, I’ll be strong enough to help ya out finally.” She said, a smile creeping across her lips finally. A real, genuine smile. “I can stay in Super Saiyan a lot longer now. I still get pretty tuckered out if I exert myself a lil’ too much, but it’s pretty manageable at this point… and nobody will beat ya up, don’t worry. This time I’ll be around a lot more often… and maybe…” She’d think for a second, “... maybe ya can give me one of those balls, or all of ‘em. I can hold them while you’re goin’ out hunting, unless you wanna keep one and I’ll keep one. It’ll lessen the chances in you gettin’ detected.” While also giving her something to do. She was hoping that his answer would be satisfactory for her, but if not… she’d live, at least.
But aside from that, she’d be given an answer to the other problem she was having; how to get a radar. He’s gotten his from his old home, and she won’t bother poking around with that subject just for his sake alone. She didn’t wanna give her son any painful memories. “I could find one online, yeah. It’ll cost a lot of zeni though… but oh well, I could try and work my way in gettin’ one.” She didn’t have Saizomaru to pay for her stuff anymore, so she’ll have to earn some money later. Euch, which meant getting a *job*. Maybe she could open up her martial arts school somewhere… but that would waste even more time. “And I ‘unno about the battery bit. It’s probably a, uh… ‘glitch’? I don't know much about technology.” She said with a shrug.
The saiyan would go ahead and lean herself back, using her arms to sit herself up. She’d shrug after being asked if someone dropped the ball or not, saying, “Yeah, who cares if anyone dropped it. Like ya said, finders keepers! But uh, that’s a mystery and a half… whatever the case is, it’s good that they’re hidden in good areas, otherwise they all would’ve been gathered already.” If they were easier to spot now though she wouldn’t mind it. She hated the fact that she had to rely on some gizmo just to find an orange magical rock. Kohlra would glance to Chromo whenever he pulled out a notepad, raising a brow until he asked if she knew anyone that would’ve, y’know, been a threat in the hunt. “Well, there’s Kraktus, a squid guy that apparently is also huntin’ the dragon balls. Apparently he’s… helping? I ‘unno… and there is also Saizomaru… he’s… just take the ball from him, or tell me and I’ll get it from him.” She said, not bothering to explain why. “I think Nashua is gonna help out, as well as the President… probably. That’s all I have really… but uh, about that dragon ball thing I suggested. Ya wouldn’t mind just givin’ me one just to hold onto?”
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Post by Chromo on Feb 28, 2020 20:49:18 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 176,000
Chromo stared intently as Kohlra tried to explain that it wouldn't take much longer, but the beetle just gave an impatient snort in response. For all he knew, it could be a matter of hours before a wise guy tried to beat him up for his Dragon Balls! However, his mild annoyance sunk as Kohlra gave another offer- to hold one of the two orbs in his claws for him. He remained silent, but pulled the Dragon Balls closer to his chest as the topic turned to the radars used on the hunt, then any and all allies they could enlist.
While he still remained eerily silent, Chromo took note of the names mentioned. They had a squid guy, a President guy, and Nashua! Nashua was nice- she helped him on Namek! But he didn't know who the squid or President were... the latter seemed familiar- maybe he'd heard the guy's name on TV a few times? Some Saizomaru dude was apparently on the hit list. "I have no idea who that is, but okay!" Chromo nodded. He scribbled down Saizomaru's name beside Garon's on his hit list before freezing up again as Kohlra asked for a Dragon Ball... The beetle slowly inhaled, turning to glare at Tarch's mother.
"Didn't you literally just say that you, like, weren't ready to help 'cause you're too weak?" He clicked in impatience. "And even if I did give you one, I'm the stronger of us two. Unless you can beat me up, which you can't, then no." A low hiss crept into his tone. Now was not the time for nonsense, and he wasn't particularly interested in fighting Kohlra right this second. To drive home the message he'd slip the two Dragon Balls beneath his wings, safe out of Kohlra's reach before furling his chitin armor back over them. Even if Kohlra could face Chromo, he wouldn't want to give up the two little spheres. The feeling of their glassy surface beneath his wings made him feel like Tarch was a little closer.
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Post by Kohlra on Feb 29, 2020 18:48:11 GMT -6
Oh yeah, he had never met Saizomaru, at least not yet. She’d bite his lip, thinking for a moment before saying, “Nevermind. Leave ‘em outta it. He has long white hair and is a lil’ taller than me, but he’ll be huntin’ for the balls as well. If you see him, just don’t try to kill him or anything. Rough him up, but that’s ‘bout it... or tell me, and I'll handle him.” She wanted to quickly clarify, and whenever the dragon balls came into question, she’d hear a response she didn’t very much like. Kohlra would even hold out her hand expectantly, believing that Chromo would’ve handed one to her immediately! After all, she was the one who wanted to help out the hunt, so it’d make sense to at least have her guard the thing. But no, he’d refuse the offer.
A frown would form on her face after hearing him, her hand slowly balling into a fist. “Well, right now I’m not too weak.” She said, “I’m close enough that I can handle myself in a fight. Ya just have to believe me on that, kiddo.” Kohlra would let out a low growl after he stated himself in being the strongest, which she took slight offense to. Yeah, he killed her, but that doesn’t give him the right to assume he’s higher in power because of that. Sure, his energy was a little more intense than her own, but again… who cares? “I can most definitely beat ya up a bit. I ain’t like what I was back when you had that tantrum.” She said, moving the hand she held out back to her side. “If you’re too worried about me losin’ it ‘cause I’m too weak or something, we can have a spar later this week. If I can beat ya up a good bit, then will you let me hold one for you? I want to lessen the chance of any goons goin’ after you! Let me help ya!” She demanded.
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Post by Chromo on Feb 29, 2020 23:15:03 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 176,000
Was Chromo supposed to smack this Saizomaru guy or not? Kohlra was making the beetle confused, as evidinced by a thoughtful click and tilt of his head, rotating almost like an owl's. His confusion only grew when she tried to explain her reason for wanting to hold the Dragon Ball. "But you just said you were training and stuff and not ready!" Chromo whined. "If you can't beat guys up looking for it, protecting it will be harder 'cause you'll prolly be caught off guard!" His tone devolved into a slight hiss. Kohlra should have known how risky her suggestion was when it was the very same idea that got Tarch killed. While she just wanted to help, Chromo would turn up his chin with a pout. "Nuh uh! Not unless you can actually not die while doing this! Otherwise it'd be just me, you dummy! Ugh, aren't you grown-ups supposed to be smart?? I'm two! TWO!" He stuck out his tongue in defiance. "If you really wanna spar, then it's a date! But unless you can completely beat me, then it's a no deal!" A close call wouldn't cut it. Kohlra would have to prove her usefulness to her adoptive son if she wanted the beetle to properly allow her to help to the extent she wanted to. "And be sure to actually show up this time! I was waiting in the desert for hoooours when you said we'd spar before." The beetle rolled his head back and raised his arms for emphasis.
"...So right now you should be training and not talking to me! And I should be getting new batteries for my radar!" Stern determination took hold of Chromo's tone again. He fluttered into the air, waving one of his claws to shoo Kohlra off. "Go on! Skedaddle! What if I get beat up while you're busy, huh?! Hurry, hurry!" With that, unless Kohlra had anything else interesting to say, the impatient beetle would take to the skies again to follow through with his word of finding more batteries. He couldn't waste a second, and he hoped Kohlra would use her time wisely as well...
Thread exit? This seems like a good spot to end it off and do a sequel fighty thread soon after.
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Post by Kohlra on Feb 29, 2020 23:50:33 GMT -6
“Yeah, I said that! But it doesn’t mean I mean it! If anything you shoulda forced in givin’ it to me!” She said, sounding slightly frustrated. The woman wouldn’t comment on what he said next, not wanting to seem angry at him or anything. The last thing she needed to do was to hurt the guy’s feelings by yelling at him! But he did kill her, so she shouldn’t really worry about how HE felt. Yeah! Who the hell cares? She could very much squash the little guy if she needed to! Hell, she could even take his dragon balls too! The saiyan’s hair would lift up briefly before immediately drooping back down, managing to regain her cool for a brief second.
Kohlra would just stare at him whenever he spoke, her anger returning once again as he continued to mock her. The saiyan had never felt so angry before just from words alone, and whenever he questioned her intelligence, her eyes would widen. Kohlra clenched her teeth however, not bothering to utter a single word. She’d watch him flutter in the air, and she’d speak through her teeth, “Desert. Tomorrow. Don’t be late.” The saiyan would then watch him fly off, and Kohlra would suddenly send a ki blast away from her, causing a chunk of the ground to burst into bits of rubble.
Kohlra would then lift a hand to her head, letting out a growl. She hated being treated like she was useless, especially from someone who murdered her in cold-blood. But then again it was her adopted son, so she shouldn’t be THIS mad at him but… again, HE killed her! Ugh, it was making her brain hurt thinking about it. She would just let out a sigh, letting off some steam as he began to wander back to her kid’s resting place. After some time with him, she’ll go ahead and continue on with her training, and then she’ll spar with Chromo.
Thread exit! Time to fite!
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CHROMO - THE BEST BUG
